Page 71 of Born into Sin

She tries to go around me, but I grab onto her waist and lift her up, pulling her tightly against my body.

“Let me keep them, principessa. I need to keep some part of you here.” I smile and nip at her bottom lip. “Plus, I know how much you love your shoes and dresses. This is proof that you’ll be coming back. I’m holding them hostage, sweetheart. You’ll get them back when I get you back.”

She hooks her legs behind my waist and clasps her hands behind my neck, smiling against my lips. I slip my hands under her dress so I can cup her ass, feeling the soft lace of her panties beneath my palms. She lets out a soft gasp when I press her back against the wall.

“I can’t say goodbye to you like this. If I’m going to watch you walk away, then it’s going to be on my terms.”

“And what terms are those?”

Her voice is breathy and low, and when I slide one hand lower, cupping her pussy from behind, I’m not at all surprised to feel that she’s already soaked through the thin scrap of fabric between her thighs. She lets out a whisper-soft moan when I drag my finger along her slit.

“You’re going to walk away from me sore and dripping my seed, principessa. It’s the only way I’ll be able to let you go.”

“Damn,” she whispers, making me smile.

“I need to feel you one last time before I have to say goodbye.” Using one hand, I hold her ass up and roughly unbutton my pants, pulling the zipper down and freeing my painfully hard cock in record time.

“I’d planned on giving you a few more days to rest, sweetheart, but we ran out of time.”

“I’m fine,” she quickly says, grabbing the bottom of her dress and lifting it up to give me better access.

“Someone’s eager,” I tease and nip at her top lip. I pull the plump lip into my mouth, giving it a suck while I push her panties aside and line myself up. She’s so fucking wet, dripping onto my head and making it nearly impossible for me to not slam into her.

“God, you make it difficult to do the right thing,” I growl against her lips. “I’m trying to be gentle, but you’re begging me with your body to be rough.”

She lets out a soft whimper when I slide my head in. She grips me so fucking tightly, and I watch her beautiful face as she winces when I slide in deeper. I probably shouldn’t love it as much as I do, but the truth is I love making her wince. I love seeing the flash of pain that crosses her face before it turns into pleasure. I love making my girl sore, and I don’t see that changing anytime soon.

“Fuck,” I groan when I’m deeply seated inside her and the wet heat of her pussy is clamped down around me. Holding her still, I keep our bodies locked together while I slowly kiss her. She whimpers against my mouth, deepening the kiss and trying like hell to rock her hips. I tighten my grip on her, forcing her to be still, forcing her to feel every goddamn inch of me.

“How the fuck am I going to watch you walk away?” I whisper the question against her lips, but I don’t give her a chance to answer. I rock out of her and thrust back in, stealing the breath from her lungs. She grips me tighter, her body and pussy clinging to me as I start to fuck her harder. I want to brand her with my body. When she leaves me today, she’s going to feel like I’m right there with her. My scent will be on her skin, my marks will be on her hips from how tightly I’m gripping her, and my cock will have left its mark on her sweet pussy. She will ache from my touch, and I will ache from the loss of her.

“Dominic,” she moans, gripping the back of my neck tighter. “I’m close. I’m so fucking close.”

I feel her muscles tense beneath my hands. She’s only seconds away, pinned against the wall and unable to move. All she can do is take what I’m giving her, and when she starts to come, I growl against her lips, “Good fucking girl,” and then fuck her even harder. Her inner walls squeeze me tighter, pulling the orgasm from my body with each tremor her body gives. Being inside Natalya is all-consuming, my newest obsession, and something I’ll never be able to get enough of.

I kiss her hard while my cock empties inside her and she shakes from the force of her orgasm. Her small body is limp in my arms, completely spent and trembling, but she doesn’t let go. She lazily strokes the back of my hair and kisses me so damn sweetly. I stay buried inside her, needing a few more precious seconds of us being locked together.

I pull back and rest my forehead against hers. “I give you my word, principessa, that this is temporary. I will get you as soon as this is over and bring you back here where you belong. You are mine, and your place is with me.”

She gives a soft nod and whispers. “You won’t change your mind?”

“Never.”

I hug her against me and ghost my lips against hers, breathing in every one of her exhales, trying to get as much of her as I possibly can. I’m a goddamn glutton when it comes to her. I want every inch of her, and even then I know it won’t be enough.

“Before you, I would never have called myself a sensitive man. I didn’t think I was capable of romantic feelings, and I definitely wasn’t aware of the obsessive, overprotective parts of me that were dead until you sparked them to life. You’ve changed me, principessa, and there’s no going back.”

With our bodies still connected, I bring my mouth to hers, letting her feel the truth of what I’m saying in the soft kiss I’m giving her.

“I love you,” I whisper against her lips. “I’m not trying to scare you off, but I need you to know how I feel before you’re separated from me. I don’t want you worrying that I’m going to change my mind or that I’m going to forget about you and find someone else, because that will never happen, Natalya. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before, and I know myself well enough to know I never will again. You’re it for me, principessa.”

For a second I’m afraid I’ve gone too far, that I’ve exposed too much of myself and scared the hell out of her, but then her beautiful face breaks into a huge grin and she pulls me closer and kisses me with everything she has.

When I start to grow hard again inside her, she breaks our kiss and whispers, “I love you too, Dominic, and you better come back for me.”

I can’t stop the smile that spreads across my face at hearing those words come out of her kiss-swollen lips.

“You love me?”

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